34, redheaded scorpio spoonie. Stuck in the corner of Northeast Texas/Southeast Oklahoma. Stevie Nicks, Stranger Things, Tom Hiddleston, and whatever catches my eye. I'd like to think I'm a jill of all trades, definitely a master of none. :)
when i was a teenager it felt very revolutionary to be cruel to myself. like some kind of slow passive protest against how much everything hurt. i starved myself of sleep and food and tenderness because it felt right. it felt sharp and angry and radical and i wanted to be those things. adulthood is the realisation that the world is already working to cut into you well before you learn how to do it yourself. caring for yourself and others is the real protest
kinda miss social media in 2012 where the concept of an influencer didn’t exist and everyone was using instagram’s premade filters and posting pictures of random shit like a handful of skittles or an overexposed sunset those were the days
